Her father simply shot her a look with "Don't even go there" written all over it.

"Alright, alright fine, when your only daughter dies of amoebic dysentery it'll be your fault," Kendall shrugged as Addie walked into the room, wrapping her arms around Patrick's waist and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Hey, baby," Patrick smiled, wiping another dish,"I haven't seen you all day."

"She must have been /busy/," Kendall smirked as Addie's eyes grew wide,"Or maybe she was just /sleeping/."

"Um... nope! Just up in our room working on an article for work is all!" Adeline said shakily.

"Are you sure?" Kendall shot back, testing Addie's very limits,"It was awful quiet up there, and it's not like you to sit up there and work all /alone/."